’ She smiled at him—he was smooth as well as cute. No doubt he was giving her the same spiel he gave everyone else at this stage, but it did her c...nfidence no harm. ‘Thank you.’ ‘So we’re off to a good start,’ Daly grinned. ‘Next step is the audition itself. I’ll take some photos of you in the studio. How you look infront of a camera will determine whether there’s any point in taking this further.’ ‘Okay…’ Reaching behind him, he flicked on his computer. ‘I see hundreds of models every. Leah would often be the only white woman in the room at her inner city school. Leah didn't care about race. She wanted to teach children--but that didn't mean no one else did. She was accused by many students for being racist when she had to discipline them for even the most outrageous incidents. Needless to say at her first school she had to worry about students by passing the metal detector. At her current school she had to only worry about an occasionally skipper or the newest trend--a bold. As she leaned closer to me she put her hand in my crotch gripped my flaccid prick firmly! I gasped in surprise as she put her face closer to mine and I caught a whiff of the flowery scent of her long, beautiful, black hair as she whispered in my ear, “I’d just love it if you would take me someplace and fuck me, just once.”Then she got up and quickly walked thru the kitchen door into the garage. My cock was already expanding as I got on my feet to follow her. I had no idea where my wife had. “And you’re such a bad girl,” he leered. “Let’s go out on the patio so you can have my cigar.” I raced him out of the room to the kitchen before we headed outside. Rick spotted a bowl of leftover buttercream frosting in the fridge. He pulled me by the arm, dipped his finger in the bowl, coated my lips with the frosting. He took his time sucking and licking it off my lips, making me melt like the frosting did on his tongue. “Mmm, girl, you are one tasty gingerbread girl,” he moaned. “Got some.